You shuddered as you heard the sound of the door chime. It was almost closing time. You had already started to clean the cups and the counter when you saw him enter. He was a tall man, with a stern expression and a yakuza tattoo on his neck. You immediately recognized him as a yakuza boss.

you hesitantly approached him, my eyes darting around the room, looking for a way out if things went south. You asked him what he wanted. He looked you in the eye and said “I need a cup of coffee.”